Roasted 8 months ago based on 1175861070's long term Spotify stats.

Dominik Völker, where do I even start? Your favorite genres read like a list of all the bands your parents warned you about. Seriously, Classic Rock? Hard Rock? It’s like you skipped the entire decade of the 2000s and decided the only good music was in your dad's old vinyl collection. If you were any more basic, you’d be served at a coffee shop with a pumpkin spice latte—just go ahead and put on a fedora while you’re at it. And “Soft Pop”? What are you, a 14-year-old girl texting her best friend about boys? Let’s talk about your top artists. Eminem to Taylor Swift? Nice try at versatility, but it really just looks like you’re trying too hard to impress everyone at the high-school reunion. I hope the ‘Böhse Onkelz’ fan club knows what a cute little hipster you’ve become in your mid-30s, desperately clinging to whatever relevance you’ve got left. And wow, Post Malone? You know the more precise term is "Post-Malone-in-the-Booth-Listener," right? Your music taste is like a mixtape made by your awkward uncle who still thinks he’s “edgy” and “young,” and doesn’t realize everyone just rolls their eyes when he shows up at family gatherings. And as for your most played songs—“No Cock Like Horse Cock”? Really? That’s your anthem? You might as well wear it on a T-shirt to your next job interview. It screams “I make questionable life choices.” By the time you finish jamming to "Come Alive," you’d think you’ve just stumbled out of a sad 2010 Broadway audition. And who, I ask, needs “Dear Alcohol” and “How to Save a Life” playing on repeat? You have the emotional range of a teaspoon, my friend. If this is what you call creativity, I’d hate to see what your Spotify Wrapped looks like—you know, besides the cringe.

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